Review: Max's first book was hilarity from beginning to end (see review for I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell), maybe it was high expectations, but I was disappointed. Tucker Max is still the sex crazed, arrogant, binge drinker but this collection of his stories just didn't do it. I re-read his first book earlier this year and still was laughing so hard I nearly wet myself, but not with this new book.
Basically, Tucker Max is 35 now and his stories of debauchery are hysterical, but when performed by someone in their 20's. At 35 I find his shallow life style sad and pathetic. I am 25 and I love to go out but I don't still do the things I did when I was in college. Most of my friends are settling down and getting married and think I'm an alcoholic.
Also another probable reason for the lack of laughs may be due to the fact that his first book was so funny yet this new book did have stories from before the first book was published. So basically, these stories did not make the cut for his first book, so he saved them for his second? There was clearly good reasons for not putting them in the first book. Although with that book being a best seller who wouldn't want to write #2 knowing people would buy it because the first one was so awesome.
I did enjoy that Max took the time to write about two different relationships he was in. It was surprising to see this different side of him. Also I did appreciate the end where he realizes that he is being used for sex. I made this connection very early on and wondered if Max ever would admit it. Because of these two parts I am glad I finished the book. Plus its a simple read and didn't take much time.
Synopsis: Check out my review of his first book, I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell. Its pretty much the same except the stories are not nearly as ridiculous (except the TuckerFest story because that is crazy).
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